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scowled, then folded up the sheet of paper and put it in my pocket. “You said we’d talk about how I could get to see my family?” I didn’t have to fake the pitiful expression on my face; I really did feel desperate to see my mom.
    He smiled slightly. “Yes. Well. After two weeks, if you’ve followed all the rules, we’ll make an appointment for you to see your family.”
    “Two weeks?” I hadn’t meant that to sound like I was whining, but I knew that’s how it came out. “I mean, is there any way I can arrange to see them sooner? Can I just see my mom?”
    His lips pressed together and he shook his head. “That is the rule. Do you think you’ll be able to earn the privilege of seeing your family?”
    To think I’d been so anxious to run away from them that I’d ended up here. Now I was desperate to see them. How was that for irony? I sighed and nodded. “Yes.”
    “Good.” He set his notepad and pen on his desk, then turned back to me. “Now, give me a minute to check on some things and then someone will come and get you and help you get started on your job.”
    He went around to the front of his desk and sat in front of his computer. I couldn’t see what he was doing, so I sat in my chair and felt sorry for myself. After several minutes of typing and clicking, he turned his attention back to me.
    “I’m printing out your schedule so that you’ll know where to be at what time.”
    The printer spit out a sheet of paper and he handed it to me, then sat in the chair near me. I read over the schedule I was expected to follow.
    DAILY SCHEDULE FOR MORGAN CAMPBELL
    7:00 – 7:30 Breakfast
    7:30 – 11:00 Work assignment
    11:00 – 12:00 Exercise or work on homework
    12:00 – 12:30 Lunch
    12:30 – 3:00 Work assignment
    3:00 – 5:00 Classes
    5:00 – 5:30 Dinner
    5:30 – 8:00 Exercise or work on homework
    8:00 – 9:00 Meet with counseling group
    9:00 – 10:00 Exercise or work on homework
    10:00 Lights out
    The first thing I thought as I finished reading my schedule was that my best chance to escape would be during my work assignment hours or when I was supposed to be working on homework. Hopefully during my work assignment I would have minimal supervision.
    “Your mother dropped off some clothes for you while you were at breakfast.”
    I gasped. “She was here?”
    “Yes. We told her to come between seven and seven thirty this morning, which she did.”
    They did that on purpose. Had her come when I was least expecting it so that I would have no chance of seeing her. Fury blossomed within me as I thought about their stupid rules and my stupid schedule and the stupid reason why I was even here. Angry words pushed against my lips, but I knew this was not the time to speak them. I pinched my leg as a distraction to force myself to calm down. Arranging a pleasant smile on my face, I said, “Well, it will be nice to have some of my own clothes to wear.” I amazed myself with how civil I sounded. I carefully folded my schedule and put it in my pocket with the list of rules.
    “Yes, I’m sure it will.” Mr. Madsen stood. “I’ll walk you to the waiting area, where someone will come and get you.”
    I followed him out of his office, then down the hall to the waiting area where the Enforcer was working behind the desk.
    “Have a seat, Morgan,” Mr. Madsen said.
    Though I was weary of being told what to do, I sat.
    “We’ll meet again in a week to discuss your progress.”
    I can hardly wait, I thought, but didn’t say anything.
    “If you have any problems or questions, tell your work supervisor.”
    I had no idea who that was, but knew I would find out soon enough. I nodded and he turned away and went back towards his office. While I waited for someone to come and get me, I took the rules and my schedule out of my pocket and read them again. Though I planned on getting out of here as soon as I figured out a way, I knew it would be foolish for me to break the rules. In fact, I hoped that if I was